My Little 5 Iron

[GolferXY]

We met when we were young.  Too young to understand what we felt for each other.  She was beautiful, every groove on her face flawless.  She was thin and shapely, but when she was serious, she could cut like a blade.  Sunlight shown like a beacon from her sole.  When I held her, I felt that together we could beat the world. We laughed and played every chance we got. Over the rolling hills, down to the beach, on the dance floor. Yes, my little 5 iron took me dancing many times!  We were inseparable. 
Then one day my 5 iron went away.  She was wonderful, but she was also demanding and I just couldn't keep up with her.  She needed a younger person, someone who could still swing with her.  Sometimes I wonder if I might find another iron like her, one that could help me swing freely again, one that would take me dancing and help me get in the groove.  

Hmmm, that new PXG is one sexy iron.  Maybe....